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Location
Hull - UK
Age
17 Years

23rd July 1940

We weighed anchor at 6am. We were made commodore of a small convoy, which was to meet the main convoy at 10am. A naval ship gives orders by means of a microphone – the loudspeaker being at the mast head. This saves a lot of signalling.

During the early hours of the morning, several heavy explosions were heard. They shook the ship enough to make the wireless room door rattle like an African native’s teeth at the N. Pole. Another explosion was heard on the shore during the afternoon. There was plenty of smoke, but what it was nobody knows.

It has been a grand day. The weather has been fine, the coastal scenery pretty, and the N. Sea calm. What more could you want. I have now set eyes on every inch of the Yorkshire coast, and in my opinion, it beats (for the most part anyway), the New Zealand coastline!

It is a funny feeling being in convoy. There seem to be ships everywhere and yet there are only two light cruisers to look after them!!